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Mom Found the Poop Sock
10:17
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MOM FOUND MY POOP SOCK
SHE WAS IN SHOCK
SAID SHE SMELLED IT
FROM DOWN THE BLOCK
TOOK MY TENDIES
STARVATION REPRIEVE
UNTIL THE GUILLOTINE FALLS
SHAME NOW TAKES ME
AM I A NEET?
FAR FROM NORMIE AFTER ALL
MOM FOUND MY POOP SOCK
SHE WAS IN SHOCK
SAID SHE SMELLED IT
FROM DOWN THE BLOCK
POOOOOOP SOCK
POOOOOOOOOOOOOOP
SOCK
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2. |
The Thinkerer
10:00
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Left alone, ponder thoughts
Think a bit, but thinking not
What must be done? Discomfort lingers
A feeling stirs, a pointing finger
Desolate path reveals itself
Walk down it, then deed is dealt
CLOUDED IN A HAZE
DESPAIR CAUSED DAZE
MURKY MIND
HAPPENS TIME TO TIME
Like a gust of wind
Brilliance bashing in
DOOKIE. LINGERS.
Like monkey tossing stool
Huck it out of room
DISCARD. POOPSOCK.
Contriving contraption
Launch post defecation
SEND PAST. THE MOON.
Tinker a little
Stoned, gears and cogs turn
SPACEBAG. POOPSOCK.
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3. |
The Tinkerer
10:42
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CONSTRUCT
DESIGN
MUST NOT
RESIGN
MY REASON FOR DESPAIR
IS CAUSE I CANNOT MAKE
MY BOWELS ARE RESTRICTED
THEY ACHE TO CAUSE A QUAKE
DOOK
OUWF
YOOHOO IT'S TENDIE TIME!!!
COME GIT YOU SOME TENDIES!!!!
SOOOOUUUUUWWWEEEEEEEEE
SO HUNGIE!!!
COME GIT YOU SOME GOOD EATIN'!
YOU'VE BEEN A GOOD BOY!
SO MANY GOOD BOY POINTS SAVED UP,
LETS SEE HOW MANY YOU'VE GOT!
insufficient good boy points
AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH
FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK
RAAAAH GIMME HUNNY MUSSY
FOR MY TENDIES
ME HUNGIE
REEEEEEEE
OOOH TUMMY RUMBLY
ME NEED TENDIE
FUEL DOOKIE
OK I'M NOT FUCKING AROUND ANYMORE
THIS IS REALLY FUCKING SERIOUS
I'M GOING TO FRICKING DEATH STATUS IF I DON'T GET TENDIE
FRICK YOU MOM
GIMME
TENDIE
GIMME
TENDIE
OUGH!
TINKER
I WILL EXECUTE MY PLAN SO THE POOPSOCK WILL NOW MAN
COCKPIT
OF THE SPACEBAG POOPSOCK ROCKET SHIP
SMOKING
LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS OF WEED SO THAT I CAN DO THE DEED
DOOKIE
ALL THE TIME IN MY ROOM AVOIDING USE OF THE BAFFROOM
DISPATCH
FINALIZING THE DESIGN, PIERCER OF THE STRATOSPHERE
VERGE OF
THE FIRST PROTOTYPE, POOPSOCKS DISAPPEAR TONIIIIIGHT
SPACE
BAG
POOP
SOCK
I FINALLY HAVE IT
A MEANS TO AN END
OF MUMMY FINDING POOPSOCKS
THEY'LL SOAR PAST PLANETS
THIS BRILLIANT DEVICE
THOUGH JUST SINGLE USE
IT'LL CARRY AWAY
SOCKS FILLED WITH MY POOP
SHIIIIIIIIT SOCK
SHOOOOOT OFF
SPACE SEEKER
SECRET KEEPER
SPACE BAG
POOP SOCK
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Finally fed, found tendies under the bed
Tummy was rumbly, now bowels go tumbly
OOOOOOUUUUHHHH
Feeling ungood
Oooooooooooh
Waddle to baffroom
Waddle to the pot
While on the pot
Stoned while make dookie squat
Poop in the baffroom
So mom has no clue
of the scheme I execute
OOOUUUUUUH
Bowels ache with a yearnin’
Oooooooooooh
Oooooooouuuuuuuugh
Hershey squirtin’
Oooooooooooooooh
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